Someone Somewhere …
If he’s out there … somewhere … he’s walking along the crowded streets of New York City inhaling the scent of “last night’s” winter storm or gazing at the streams of adverts in Time Square … or waiting to be discovered along the “Boulevard of Stars” in Cali-forn-ni-a. Maybe, just maybe, he’s stylishly exploring the sand dunes of the Dubai desert while riding a fatigued camel. Wherever, Whoever, However, Whenever … He’s somewhere … I suppose.
As I take my first steps into the year of 2016, I begin to ponder on my stagnant status … single, celibate, learning, developing … impatiently waiting and hoping for a miracle; more like a change of my own heart … I suppose.
I look up and ask God, Why not me? I look around to ask the universe, Where is he? Wherever, However, Whenever … He’s somewhere … I suppose.
I AM …
Still Fearless in LOVE … Still Romantically Inclined … Still Waiting